Chapter 183

　　Fern's Perspective 　　Sunlight poured through a gap in the curtains, casting a warm glow on the floor next to the bed. The ringing of the alarm clock yanked me out of my slumber like a bolt of lightning. My eyes snapped open, my mind racing as I tried to cling to the remnants of sleep, but all I could see was the familiar sight of my room—the wall clock already reading 7:30. 　　Today, I have an important interview. 　　The words echoed in my mind, urging me to leap out of bed. I rubbed my face quickly, then sprang to my feet, my movements hurried as my heart began to race. I washed up and picked out my clothes in one swift motion. My actions were quick and precise, as if years of practice had made me adept at handling this morning rush. 　　Once dressed, I opened my bedroom door and was greeted by the comforting scent of a meal. A wave of relief washed over me—I wasn't so rushed that I had to skip breakfast on this hectic morning. As I walked down the stairs, everything in the dining room